Blast From the Past! Part 2
Blast from the Past! Part 2
Matthew tried to scream for help, but the only sound he could make were a series of pathetic moans and mumbles because of the ball gag. Matthew tired to shake his body around, desperately hoping that the chains and cuffs would magically break. The dragon just stood and watched his catch of the day squirm around helplessly. Matthew soon grew tired, and admitted to himself that it was no use. The dragon laughed, maniacally, in amusement and clapped his hands a few times. "Good, you learn fast..." the dragon said. He then reached over and pulled the ball gag out of Matthew's mouth.
Matthew wanted to scream for help, but he knew, as soon as he did, he wouldn't be the dragon's slave, but his meal. "Why are you doing this to me?" Matthew said, trying to hold back some tears. The dragon chuckled once more. "Wow, you are an idiot! Don't you remember grade school? Don't you remember Madlin?"
Matthew's heart nearly stopped as the memories flooded back into his mind. "R-Raymond?!" Matthew said. Raymond clapped his hands again, "Well, at least your not THAT stupid." Matthew was still confused, the memories where fuzzy, you couldn't remember much and Raymond could easily tell. "Then again, maybe you are. You don't remember stealing Madlin from me? She was the love of my life, and you took her away. Forever." Matthew had met Madlin before he was gay (obviously). Madlin, was one of the only women Matthew had ever felt comfortable being around, and the only woman he ever loved She was kidnapped, but rescued. Although a cut on her hand caught an infection, and she died.
Matthew's mind came back to reality. "You've held that grudge against me for over 15 years?! What is wrong with you, she was just a girl! We were all so young back then!" Matthew screamed in his defence. Raymond's body tensed, "That's an answer I should have expected....from a homo like you..." "FUCK YOU!" Matthew yelled.
Bad choice of words, Matthew then received several punches in the face. Raymond walked back into the darkness, and came back- with a whip and a paddle. He then swung with full power, over and over at Matthew, whipping him mercilessly and then whacked his ass with the paddle, switching between the two. "WHO'S YOUR FUCKING MASTER?!" Raymond screamed. Matthew didn't say a word, he refused to give into Raymond. Raymond clenched his fist, and threw the whip and paddle onto the ground and walked towards Matthew replacing the ball gag.
"You know, I WAS going to use lube," Raymond said, as he positioned his massive cock under Matthew's ass. "but only good slaves get lube." Raymond then gave a powerful thrust, with no mercy. Matthew tried to scream, but the ball gag only let out a loud, "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" instead. Raymond continued to thrust, full power, into Matthew's tail hole.
Raymond's wet, scale skin, rubbed against Matthew's fur, making it slimy, thus, helping Raymond's thrust speed increase. Matthew closed his eyes and prayed for the end. But the end was far from near. Suddenly, Matthew felt an unbearable pain as Raymond sunk his sharp teeth into Matthew's right bicep. Matthew tried to scream again, but once again, the ball gag let out nothing more than a moan.
As Raymond's cock became harder, so did his jaw's grip on Matthew's arm. Matthew dared not to open his eyes. Matthew's moans of pain soon became pitiful whimpers of fear as Matthew slowly gave into Raymond. Tears rolled down Matthew's checks, he began to feel dizzy from his blood loss, oh when would this nightmare end? Just then, Raymond's jaw tightened, more than it had ever before, and he let out a few grunts as he pumped his hot cum into Matthew's ass. Raymond continued with a few more thrusts as his orgasm continued. "How long can he cum in me for?!" Matthew asked himself.
At last, Raymond released his jaw's grip on Matthew's arm, licking up the flesh and blood in his mouth. And he slowly pulled his hot member out. Hot cum, oozed out of Matthew's abused ass, creating a puddle of spooge on the cold stone floor. Raymond placed his hand on Matthew's face, and wiped of a tear with his thumb and whispered into Matthew's ear, "Now....whose your Master?" He removed the ball gag. Matthew had learned his lesson, he took a gulp and replied, "You are my Master." Raymond unshackled Matthew and pointed to the puddle of sperm on the floor. "Drink up." he said. Matthew obeyed, and licked it all up.
And that's how it was for the following days, Matthew would do what ever was necessary to please his Master, if his Master wanted him to ride his dick, he did. If his Master wanted him to suck his pride, there was no question. If his Master wanted him to lick up his cum off of the floor, there was no doubt. When Matthew obeyed, he was rewarded with a sweet semen snack, or maybe even and orgasm of his own, when he did not, the punishment was severe.
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Patrick glumly stirred his soda with his straw, as john gave a heavy sigh. They both stared at the seat the Matthew usually sat in. "Somethings not right." John said. "He promises to meet us at the movies, blows us off, and now he's no where to be found."
"Yeah, and he's not even at school. Somethings definitely up." Patrick agreed. "Yup, and we're gonna find out 'what's up'. One way or another."